I'M BACKNESS.
So blame me for being M.I.A, harhar.

Aw y'all, thanks so much for not starving my tagboard while I've been away. I wuv y'all watts and watts. <3

Kay, so nothing particularly gaspohmygoshlikeWOW happened while I was on the cruise. I spent most of my time eating [they even had a vegetarian section, so, like, WHEE!] and working out and going into a delightfully vegetative state for the rest of the time.
And, for the sake of CHERYL [who, for the sake of her Ferrero Rocher, is probably crossing her fingers and hoping desperately that I made the acquaintance of some dark-haired, green-eyed Prince Charming while sailing the high seas]...

*drumrollgoeshere*

...ABSOLUTELY NOTHING OUT OF THE BLUE HAPPENED.

[This is also Cheryl's cue to break down and sob hysterically.]

I made friends with a few random waiters, though. There was some weird waiter at the Bella Vista, another one at the Meditarranean Terrace, and the Ice Cream Uncle. :] Heeeeee. Gotta love Ice Cream Uncle. [whom I shall royally dub ICU for short.]

Kay, so I was at the ice cream counter, and dear ol' ICU was scooping out a scoop of mango icecream, and then he suddenly goes like;
ICU: You Salad?
Me: *momentarily stunned* ...Salad? No, um. Ice cream, please. The, um, mango flavoured one.
ICU: No, your name. Salad?
Me: Ohh. Yeah, no, it's Cara.
ICU: *his face clears as he then proceeds to nod enthusiastically, having been thus enlightened* Ahhh. You salah.
Me: *thoroughly aggravated now* No, it's not salah and it's not Salad it's Cara and now may I just have my icecream please?

Oh yeah, and not forgetting some random guy who came up to me; kind of mumbled "this is for you", gave me his contact number and a pretty silver bracelet thingamajig; and then dashed off before I could conjure up a normal human reaction. Like p'raps wiping the inane expression off my face and then maybe saying "thank you". But the bracelet's pretty cute. :]

So yeah, the cruise was awesome fun, and it was a total change to be able to slack around all day and do just about whatever I liked. Naturally, the food was the shizzle too; so's. Major plus points for that. ;]
I LOVE SUPERSTAR VIRGO. <3 It's gigantic, and like wheeeeee. I wish I could say the same about Superstar Aquarius, what with Aquarius being my birthsign and all. ...Problem is; there isn't a Superstar Aquarius cruise ship. It's a measly submarine. So pffffft.

Mmf, so that's the cruise summed up.

Now.

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OH AND. ROY AND MATT, EMG. EGADS, YE STALKERSSSSS! X] Yeah, I KNOW there's some little thing called Google Search, but eep. Also, Matt: don't get too pumped up over the fact that I think your sense of humour's neat. [ Maybe I was just being nice.]
And Ting, hunneh. I AGREE, TIM TAMS ARE THE BANE OF THE CALORIE-LADEN UNIVERSE! I wish I could say the same about brownies, only I can't make "brownies" spell out "evil", the way you did with "tim tams arE VItaL". The most I can do is "I lOve broWNies". ...Which is also pretty true, but it isn't the same, somehow.
Oh well.
To my Lothylove; I WISH I COULD'VE BEEN THERE TOO! <3 But happeh returns of the belated day, hun, and lotsalotsalotsalovvvve.
And Maxy's gunna have an overflowing locker when Valentine's Day rolls around. Never fear, though! I'm sure she'll be able to fend off unwanted attentions with her newfound biceps. X]
Avvie, STOP PUNCHING ME, you blackbelted weirdo, you. <3 You're giving me a complex. :[
And Tiff; nope, it was some weirdo imposter person. I KNEW Kenneth couldn't possibly have posted that. *grins* It would be bordering just on the edge of macabre if he did. ...So Kenneth, rest assured. I believe you, and imposter Kenneth- go 'way! [In fact, go far far away. I've heard that the weather in Antarctica's picking up.]
Liang- like, duh! You've got one of the prettiest voices I've ever heard. PLUS you can write. And play the guitar. I'm jealous.
Pfee, Sky/Spirite, don't mope. Go update. :] Be proactive. Yay. *blows kazoo*
Bran...didcha see Elemm's threat to tack up Missing posters for you? :] Go talk to her, hun. And hello, thanks for tagging. I shall tag back soon. Promise.
And Shu. ...You're in immense danger of being teased relentlessly [by MaxCara Co.] about dahling Addddrianaaaahhh. Yay for young love!

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...Mm, that feels good. <3 I've missed my daily dose of goss and rambling.

Oh, and. After reading Shanti's blog, I've been pleasantly reminded that I'll be turning fifteen in a few months' time.
...Fifteen seems to somehow be some kind of magical age. The age to experiment and explore and get crushed on, get dumped, get high, get drunk [although technically I'll still be underaged, so no to the drunkness, then], and get discovered.
I think that when I turn fifteen; it'll just be the same old cycle of eat. sleep. slack. repeat.
Only I'll be a year older, and a year closer to not being underaged.

So much for fifteen being a magical age, then. Boo.

Anyway yeah, my tagboard told me to tell y'all that it loves y'all too! <3 Aw. Isn't that sweet of it? ...It reflects well on me, the tagboard owner. I know it does.

Aight, so I'm off t'tag and leave lovvvvve comments.

<3!!!